My boys know I'm Santa. I was never willing to lie to them. So I told there there was a Santa guy a long time ago and that in honor of him giving gifts now people give them for him. and that usually it's the moms. (o:

my kids know that theres no santa, but my 2 girls play along anyway.
we do presents from each other on christmas eve, and wake up to santa gifts and stockings on christmas morning.
heehee, santa doesn't wrap gifts at my house

Well, since Max is just about one - and celebrating his first Christmas - it's sort of a moot point this year. We did take him to meet Santa at the mall, which he dug.

I plan on perpetuating the myth of Santa for as long he goes along with it. I think it's awesome!

I think I would have asked him what he thought too ... and then gone from that point; I'm with Lizzer, and plan on keeping Santa alive for as long as I am around, lol. I have never told them that I leave the stockings, and I plan on continuing that tradition - I loved all the possibilites as a child .... we are having this conversation on another tribe I belong to, and here is what I posted there:


"There actually was a St. Nickolaus, and the tradition of Santa Claus arose from the actions of this person, and the beliefs and traditions of people like Christopher Columbus - and of course, it is tied into Christianity as well - here's a good link for anyone that cares to check it out:

www.stnicholascenter.org/Brix

In any case, I do not rabidly insist there *is* a Santa Claus, I sort of sidestep the questions - at some point, I figured there wasn't really someone sliding down the chimney to leave us gifts and fill our stockings, but the *possibility* was something I believe in to this day - the spirit of the giver, the spirit of the season. People believe in all sorts of things that have no physical case in fact - no one has seen God, and Jesus Christ was probably a person, but who knows if he was truly the son of God? Entire religions are based on things that cannot be seen ... in any case, I expect my kids kind of know, but the idea or the spirit of things is what I have always impressed on them.

It seems to me that this is no different than choosing to see the good side of things, even when faced with bad things ... to me, it's all about hope, and perspective has so much to do with that ... it's like magic for the heart ... "